Tuesday, September 13, 2011


The world rushes past with angry honks
leaving me in a daze of comprehension crashing

I see the flashes I feel the bruises
And yet thousand miles from sensing

My heart constricts choking my breath
My vision clouds

I don't want to know
Don't want to let go

Everyday I try harder only to step back twice over
Is today the day?
Do you think we are drifting away..